Theatre of the Absurd
Three little ghouls
At the mid-winter high school play, there were three girls on testosterone—a diminutive elfin junior with snake-bite lip rings, a willowy underclassman whose shoulders almost kissed each other for the excruciating slouching. Like a Disney nightmare, this sweet-faced angel was unable to scream on cue for the thic…
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